The smell of his fear and arousal has me unhinged.
I let my full beast come out to play, not holding back. I never hold back with my Little Human.
Grabbing his cock, I jerk him off, loving the gargled noises he’s making.
His face is turning blue, his body trembling violently. I’m being brutal yet, his scent is pure need.
“Look at you.” I snarl, squeezing his cock so hard it might pop. “You’re such a little masochist. A dirty little freak. A slutty little whore. Do you not see how fucking perfect we are together, Onyx? No one can give you what I can. No one will ever be able to replace me.”
My chest heaves as a haze settles over me. I work his cock harder, faster, using my other hand to squeeze and tug at his balls.
It doesn’t take long before his cock is pulsing in my hand, spraying his sweet sticky cum all over us.
The sight is my undoing. My eyes roll back, cock growing larger than it ever does. My orgasm crashes into me like a fucking tsunami.
A roar that shakes the forest behind us spills from my chest. My eyes open just in time to see my cock emerge through Onyx’s open mouth, his eyes widen in horror as he takes his last breath.
I can see the way my cock throbs in his throat as cum sprays out of his mouth like a hose, covering me in my own release.
I fuck his corpse through my release, using his body to drag every last drop from my balls as I shower both of us with white sticky cum.
Only then do I pull out and carefully cradle his fragile body in my arms. “When will you ever learn, Little Human? You and I are fated in the stars. And I won’t let anything change that.”
Chapter
Eleven
Onyx
Sweet oxygen floods my lungs, and I gasp, knowing Bane just fucking killed me again.
“You can’t do this every damn time!” I yell.
I’m doomed to come back to life over and over, and I’m not even completely sure why that pisses me off so much. I don’t want to die forever, I’m simply really angry about my afterlife at the moment.
Bane is a lot taller than I am, so I have to catch myself before I fall to the ground. Oh, I am so fucking angry despite the orgasm, as I fix my clothes. My perpetual murderer and orgasm giver simply smirks as he tucks his huge cock into his pants, not at all concerned about my rumpled and annoyed condition.
“You can’t keep doing this,” I fume. “Everything is fucking and killing! You treat me more like a fuck toy than someone you think you love. I hate to break this to you, oh high and mighty Reaper, but this is lust at best, and I refuse to believe this is what the rest of my eternity will look like, fuck you very much.”
My feet are moving backward slowly as I spin away from Bane. Behind me is a cemetery, while the town that resembles a massacre lies in front of me because my psychotic mate killed them all. Bane did this because people heard me laugh and I smiled at them. How much worse will my life be over time?
“I’m a possession,” I growl angrily, watching as Bane’s face contorts into anger and is that a flash of fear? “If this is what it’s going to be like, if it’s going to get worse, then I can’t do this.”
“You don’t have to do…anything, Little Human,” Onyx growls, following me like the predator he is. “All you have to do is be there for me. I want you to be mine, because you are. I want your laughter, your smiles, the crinkle at the corners of yours that say you’re thinking too damn hard. See! That one. All of those are mine, and I will kill everyone who sees it.”
“You’re insane,” I gasp, my heart beginning to beat faster. I need to run soon or he’ll catch me. I just need some space to think.
I swear, the air quality thins when he’s around, and the only thing I can pay attention to is him. Even when we argue, I’m painfully aware of him. It’s the same shit, different day. I haven’t heard the words I’m so desperate for.
“Obsession is not love,” I sniff, my eyes filling with emotion and tears.
Ugh, I’m always a sensitive mess after really explosive sex that causes me to die. I’ll never confess this to him, but I just want to be cuddled and adored.
“You don’t love me,” I rasp, turning and running. I’m glad my glasses are on my nose at the moment, though the world is flying by me as I race away from Bane.
“Onyx. Onyx!” Bane screams, but I keep pumping my legs, very aware of how fast he is. “Do not run away from me Little Human. I will always catch you.”
“If you want me, come get me,” I say, running in a zigzag through the gravestones.
